Liang Zhang glanced in the direction the others had left, looking puzzled. "His Majesty... He doesn't seem anything like the rumors say, does he?"
Liang Wan watched in silence. 'Only when a person is free of all constraints do they reveal their true self. But the Gao Qian before her...'
A small smile played on her lips. "Seeing is believing. You'd better be on your best behavior later, Brother."
In the Flower Garden, the wine was mellow and the flowers fragrant. Accompanied by the music of strings and flutes and the stunning dancers, the guests slowly grew tipsy from the drinking.
The Empress, ever so thoughtful, specially ordered for Putuo Mountain's Buddha tea to be prepared.
And Liang Wan was the one chosen to prepare it.
